Her tongue didn’t stop for even a second. It moved with relentless hunger, swirling and sucking faster, drawing me deeper into a dizzying wave of pleasure that made my thighs tremble uncontrollably. The wet, rhythmic sounds filled the dimly lit hotel room, mixing with my ragged breathing and soft, involuntary moans that escaped my lips. I kept one hand buried in her neatly packed hair, gripping it tightly at first, guiding her movements as the heat between my legs built higher and higher.Eventually, my fingers loosened their hold on her head and slid down to my own breasts. I cupped them firmly, squeezing the soft, sensitive flesh, rolling my nipples between my fingers to heighten every sensation crashing through my body. The dual pleasure, her skilled mouth working me tirelessly and my own hands kneading my breasts, sent electric sparks racing up my spine. My back arched slightly off the bed as I surrendered to it, eyes half-closed, lost in the building rhythm.Then my phone starte
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